Not looking for a reason, not trying to understandNot trying to catch your eye, not trying to touch your handNot trying to show you part of me no one else can findBut I will bring a song to you, who will buy my time?

Not looking for a reason, not trying to understandNot trying to catch your eye, not trying to touch your handNot trying to show you part of me no one else can findBut I will bring a song to you, who will buy my time?

The people get philosophical and say there is no futureI am trying to tear myself away from your eyeThe people get philosophical and say there is no futureNothing is as blinding as your eye

Not watching the seasons, watching days flow byNo quenchless autumn breezes, late tomorrow skiesAre you frightened by the moment? i softly lie Where i thought i would always be, i let myself get by

The people get philosophical and say there is no futureI am trying to tear myself away from your eyeThe people get philosophical and say there is no futureNothing is as blinding as your eye

The peopleGet by

Not looking for an ending to make the pieces fitNeed is always pending on how much you can getHow much you can get

Ooh,oh.oh...Aaaah.

The people get philosophical and say there is no futureI am trying to tear myself away from your eyeThe people get philosophical and say there is no futureNothing is as blinding as your eye